In honor of Mother’s Day on Sunday, I wanted to share the stories of three women who have each become “mothers” and how they all reached that role in different ways. These women are amazing and inspiring, to say the least. Yesterday, Charle, shared her story of infertility. Today, Maggie will share her story of becoming a “mother” to those around her. I have admired Maggie from afar and she has been such a wonderful example and friend to the youth in our church. Here is Maggie’s story:
Colby and I will celebrate our 8 year anniversary in June. It is crazy to think we have been married 8 years, but it has been the best 8 years! I look around and see people who have been married two, three, four, five or more years and many, if not all have started their families. We have been trying to start a family of our own for four and half years. It has been a roller coaster of emotions, with tests and medications, only to be told on multiple occasions that everything is normal.
Instead of dwelling on the fact we can’t have kids, we want people to know that we can still be happy, have fun, that we enjoy life. Colby and I have an awesome relationship, we recognize God is in control, and we simply want to be an example to others.
My whole life I have had the opportunity to work with kids of all ages. I get a long with kids so well. I have worked at daycares, babysat, nannied, and I currently work at an elementary school as a teachers aid. I am very blessed to be an aunt to some amazing kids. I love being around kids of all ages, they keep me young and on my toes.
I am a Mormon and being a Mormon you are taught your whole life to get married and start a family of your own. Obviously, this is what I strive for every single day. I wish for, it but it hasn’t exactly happened the way I wanted it to.
At church during Sacrament meeting, I sit by myself with Colby being in the Bishopric. Our ward consist of lots and lots of kids, which is hard sometimes just to sit there and watch all these young families wondering if that will ever happen for Colby and I. Then, last November I decided I would start a kid bag filled with toys. Now I have at least 3 or 4 kids of varying ages, who come and sit with me during the Sacrament every week. I absolutely love it.
Motherhood comes in many different ways. We have been blessed to live in the neighborhood we do. We have youth ages 12-17 who come from many different circumstances. It started out slowly where a few of the youth would come hangout with us and now we have 10-12 youth who are over at our house every Sunday. During the week, we have a number of those in our home at some point or another. It has been the best thing to happen to us. I get to feel like a mom to these kids and I feel so blessed to have them in my life. I take and pick some of them up from school, we go to their wrestling matches, dance performances, help them with school homework, take them to eat, they come grocery shopping with me, they help me cook, we teach them to cook, we take them driving, they help us do chores and clean our house, we play games, go swimming, go to movies, and so much more. I love when they come banging on our door just wanting to say “Hi”, or come over to eat and hangout and to talk. These youth fill the void that we are missing in our lives. I never knew how much I could love these kids and how much I worry and think about them every day. They tell us thank you all the time, but I am the thankful one. They have given me the opportunity to feel like a mom, to make me feel like I am special and I have a purpose right now in life. I thank my Heavenly Father everyday he has blessed me with these youth.